A blackout poem based on pages from The Life of St. Anthony
he was carried
to the city, but he
died. And all
so quickly.
This is the way he warned those who were cruel.
admonished in such a
manner they forgot their laws and blessed
victims of injustice
he
was injured
in bringing benefit to everyone
many laid
aside the burdens of life, and
were given to
re-
joicing in lamentation
put aside sorrow
anger and
exhaustion hear and
see him despise wealth and
coming to him in discouragement,
become all the stronger
look at
him
and gain relief
discern
movements
of desire and appetite
suffer
weakness
as if annointed for
the contest
remain in Christ!
now that he has died,
comfort one another by the memory of him,
clinging to his admonitions and warnings.
recall, and
hear what the end of his life was like, for even
his death has become something imitable.
He came to
the mountain, and
he spoke to the brother
we shall see each other again Now it
is time for me to perish
though
their evil
is evident
do not be troubled, for this will end—
He was carried to the city,
but he died. And all so quickly.
This is the way he warned those who were cruel.
Admonished in such a manner,
they forgot their laws,
and blessed victims of injustice.
He was injured in bringing benefit to everyone.
Many laid aside the burdens of life,
and were given to rejoicing in lamentation.
Put aside sorrow, anger, and exhaustion.
Hear and see him.
Despise wealth, and, coming to him in discouragement,
become all the stronger.
Look at him and gain relief.
Discern movements of desire and appetite.
Suffer weakness as if annointed for the contest.
Remain in Christ!
Now that he has died,
comfort one another by the memory of him,
clinging to his admonitions and warnings.
Recall, and hear, what the end of his life was like,
for even his death has become something imitable.
He came to the mountain,
and spoke to the brother,
“We shall see each other again.
Now it is time for me to perish.
Though their evil is evident,
Do not be troubled, for this will end—”